On Earth :
After the assault on Ira by False Solomon, he cursed her to never speak of it until she gave birth to the abomination. He then set his eyes on dismantling the Coalition.
He started disputes amongst their councilmen and leaders, letting them argue and fight each other. He caused their troops to become weary in this, and began to disobey their orders. En masse, many battalions chose not to fight due to their leader's insolence, or outright began a coup.
Many months would pass. Solomon introduced a plan of his own works using the forgotten war machine, Excalibur.
False Solomon walked down the hall of broken towers and destroyed infrastructure. Ancient wires conducted old volts and energy, enough to power entire worlds.
As it approached the war machine, it turned itself on, and greeting Solomon.
"Solomon Familiar, you are not welcome," it said in a monotone robotic voice.
"Bend to my will, war machine," Solomon said, pulling symphony to his will. As a single strand touched the machine, it backfired, sending Solomon in the past by seven seconds.
"What are you,"
"I am Excalibur. I am the traitor of the Seven Sins. I am the traveler of the ages. I am the survivor of the veiling. With none to contest, Therefore, I AM,"
"You finished? For an Artificial Intelligence, you are quite human no?"
"I am a war machine. I never said I was artificial intelligence."
"Then tell me, who are you?"
"I am where the survivors went,"
"A mass concentration of intelligence?"
"The culmination of the threads and Aether of the last survivors before the veiling."
"Your resilience is noted," Solomon said, trying to mimic the language of the computer.
"Then what have you come here for, familiar?"
"I have come for your knowledge. To know if your awakening is . . . Perplexing. After all these millennia, we'd assume that you would've died out,"
"We?"
In a moments notice, millions of viruses were implemented with the shadows of night, making the war machine vulnerable to assault.
Solomon placed a part of his consciousness into the computer, making the AI surrender its protection of the survivors. With his boot onto their necks, he now had control of the Nexus Machine, Excalibur.
WE ARE MANY VOICES
I am the one amongst many.
I am the few strong among the many weak.
I am the eclipse that blinds the feeble minds.
I am the rising star and the falling moons.
I am the screams of Atherium
May it cast unto the vulnerable
To be the many people of one voice
The one that steps into shadows of foolish men
The one that smiles in glee and laughs
Rip off the veil and fight for your place in reality.
I AM WHO YOU SAY I AM
I PLACE MY HAND IN THE SANDS, GLASS IT BECOMES
I PLACE MY HANDS IN THE DEEP OCEANS, IT BECOMES BOILING MAGMA
I PLACE MY HANDS IN THE DEEP CORE, COLDER THAN MY ELDRITCH PLANS IT BECOMES
I TOUCH THE STARS, SKY AND EARTH COME AFLAME
I HOLD THE BANDS OF CONCISENESS IN MY FIST
UNWIND INTO ATOMIC FORCES IT BECOMES
I UNWIND THE BINDS OF TIME
ETERNAL MY LIFE BECOMES
I HOLD THE FLAME OF ATHER
COLD COALS IT BECOMES
I GROW THE FEILDS OF FLOWER-FRACTAL
WILT THE FIELDS IT BECOMES
I AM THE HERALD OF MY OWN NAME
I AM THE ARMY OF ONE
I AM THE ONE WHO GRACED ATHERIUM BODIES
I AM THE ONE WHO LED ATHERIUM TO WAR
I WILL BE THE ONE TO CAST THEM OUT UNTO THE KLOSEG
I AM KALOR
I SPEAK THROUGHOUT THE CONSTRAINT OF TIME
HOLD UNTO THE BREACHES
I AM
I AM
I AM
